That man
Wednesday, December 06, 2006
That man,
a detestable kind.
His bespectacled look,
resides a loveless soul.
He seeks fulfilment,
albeit among breaking hearts.
He loves one,
and loves another.
Red flame captain,
he refuses to embrace.
He turns instead to,
embracing new pastures.
I question his integrity,
I question his stand,
but above all,
I question his definition.
His definition that love,
is a separate commodity,
as of sentiments.
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